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　‘They　do　not　like　to　listen。’　Prindin　glanced　back　over　his　shoulder；　at　the　men　he　had　been　trying　to　teach。　‘They　wish　always　to　argue。　They　say　‘This　is　the　way　it　is　done’　and　‘We　must　do　it　so。’　They　are　filled　only　with　the　way　they　were　taught；　and　do　not　like　to　be　told　another　way。’
　
　‘Yet　that’s　what　we　must　do；’　Kahlan　said。　‘We　must　lead　them　in　the　way　that　will　work。　That’s　why　I　need　you　three。　I　need　you　to　help　me　in　this；　or　many　people；　including；　eventually；　the　Mud　People；　will　die。　I　need　your　help　in　this。　I　must　lead　them　into　battle。’
　
　Chandalen　stood　mute　and　unmoving。　The　two　brothers　pushed　snow　with　their　feet；　considering。　Prindin　finally　looked　up。
　
　‘We　will　help。　My　brother　and　I　will　do　as　you　ask。’
　
　‘Thank　you；　Prindin；　but　it’s　not　you　who　must　decide。　Chandalen　must　be　the　one　who　agrees。　It　is　for　him　to　decide。’
　
　The　two　brothers　took　sidelong　glances　at　him　as　he　stood　glaring　at　her。　At　last　he　let　out　an　exasperated　breath。
　
　‘You　are　a　stubborn　woman。　You　are　so　stubborn　you　will　get　killed　if　we　three　are　not　there　to　bring　some　reason　to　your　head。　We　go　with　you　to　kill　these　evil　men。’
　
　Kahlan　sighed　with　relief。　‘Thank　you；　Chandalen。’　She　bent　and　took　up　a　handful　of　snow；　using　it　to　scrub　the　dried　blood　from　her　face。　‘Now　I　must　go　and　tell　these　boys　what　they　must　do。’　She　shook　the　snow　from　her　hands　when　she　had　finished　with　her　face。　‘Did　you　three　get　any　sleep　last　night？’
　
　‘Some；’　Chandalen　said。
　
　‘Good。　After　I　speak　with　them；　I　need　to　get　a　few　hours’　sleep。　You　can　begin　showing　them　how　to　travel　without　their　wagons。　We　must　teach　them　to　be　strong；　like　you。　We　will　begin　the　killing　tonight？’
　
　Chandalen　gave　a　grim　nod。　‘Tonight。’
　
　
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　Kahlan　climbed　atop　a　wagon　before　the　assembled　men。　They　stood　in　brown　wool　coats；　packed　tightly　together　before　her　in　the　gray　morning　light。　Captain　Ryan；　with　his　two　lieutenants　flanking　him；　stood　at　the　front　of　the　men。　He　leaned　an　arm　on　the　wagon　wheel；　waiting。
　
　Kahlan　looked　out　at　all　the　young　faces。　Boys。　She　was　about　to　ask　boys　to　die。　But　what　choice　did　she　have？
　
　Dear　mother；　she　wondered；　is　this　the　reason　you　chose　Wyborn　as　my　father？　To　teach　me　what　I　am　about　to　do？
　
　‘I’m　afraid　I　have　only　one　bit　of　good　news　for　you；’　she　began　in　a　quiet　voice　that　carried　through　the　cold　air；　out　over　the　faces　all　watching　her；　‘and　so　I　will　give　you　that　first；　to　give　you　courage　for　the　other　things　I　have　to　tell　you。’
　
　Kahlan　took　a　deep　breath。　‘Your　queen　was　not　killed　in　Ebinissia；　nor　did　the　men　who　attacked　the　city　find　or　capture　her。　Either　she　was　away　when　the　attack　came；　or　she　escaped。
　
　‘Queen　Cyrilla　lives。’
　
　The　boys　seemed　to　take　a　deep　breath；　as　if　hoping　she　wouldn’t　add　anything　more；　and　then　they　erupted　in　wild　cheering。　They　threw　their　arms　in　the　air；　shaking　their　fists　at　the　sky。　They　yelled　and　hooted　with　joy　and　relief。
　
　Kahlan　stood　in　her　blood…soaked　wolf　mantle；　her　hands　at　her　sides；　letting　them　have　their　time　of　celebration　and　hope。　Some　of　the　boys；　forgetting　for　the　moment　that　they　were　soldiers；　hugged　each　other。　She　watched　tears　of　happiness　run　down　many　a　cheek　as　men　leapt　and　shouted。
　
　Kahlan　stood　feeling　small　and　insignificant　as　the　mob　of　boys　poured　out　their　adoration　for　her　half　sister。　She　couldn’t　bring　herself　to　halt　their　rejoicing。
　
　At　last　Captain　Ryan　climbed　up　onto　the　wagon　next　to　her。　He　held　his　arms　up；　calling　for　silence。
　
　‘All　right！　All　right！　Hold　it　down！　Stop　acting　like　a　bunch　of　children　in　front　of　the　Mother　Confessor！　Show　her　what　men　you　be！’
　
　The　cheering　finally　died　out；　to　be　replaced　by　grins　and　bright　eyes。　Captain　Ryan　clasped　his　hands　together　and　cast　her　a　somewhat　sheepish　look　before　taking　a　couple　of　steps　away　atop　the　wagon；　to　give　her　room。
　
　The　people　of　Ebinissia；’　she　went　on；　in　the　same　quiet　tone；　‘were　not　so　fortunate。’
　
　The　winter　silence　became　brittle。　Light　breezes　rustled　icy　branches　on　the　trees　ascending　the　slopes　to　either　side　of　the　flat　valley　pass　holding　their　camp。　The　grins　withered。
　
　‘Every　one　of　you；　at　the　least；　had　friends　who　were　murdered　there。　Many　of　you　had　loved　ones；　family；　who　died　at　the　hands　of　the　men　a　few　hours　up　this　pass。’　Kahlan　cleared　her　throat　and　swallowed　as　her　eyes　found　the　ground。　‘I；　too；　knew　people　who　died　there。’
　
　Her　eyes　came　up。　‘Last　night；　I　went　to　their　camp；　to　discover　who　they　were；　and　if　they　could　be　called　upon　to　return　to　their　homelands。　They　have　no　intention　of　doing　anything　but　conquering　all　the　lands　and　putting　them　under　their　rule。　They　have　vowed　to　kill　everyone　who　refuses　to　join　them。　Ebinissia　refused。’
　
　The　boys　shouted　and　shook　their　fists。　They；　themselves；　they　said；　would　bring　an　end　to　the　threat。
　
　She　spoke　over　their　words；　bringing　them　to　silence　as　she　did　so。　‘The　men　who　slaughtered　your　countrymen　and　countrywomen　are　called　the　Imperial　Order。　They　fight　on　behalf　of　no　country　or　land。　They　fight　to　conquer　all　lands；　and　to　rule　all　lands。　They　answer　to　no　government；　to　no　king；　to　no　lord；　to　no　council。　They　believe　themselves　to　be　the　fountain　of　law。
　
　‘They　are　made　up　of　mostly　D’Haran　men；　but　others　have　joined　them。　I　saw　among　them　Keltans。’
　
　Waves　of　angry　whispers　swept　back　through　the　crowd。　Kahlan　let　it　go　on　for　a　moment。　‘I　saw　also；　among　them；　men　from　other　lands。　And　I　saw　Galeans。’
　
　This　time　shocked　and　angry　voices　called　out　that　it　wasn’t　true；　and　said　she　was　wrong。
　
　‘I　saw　them　with　my　own　eyes！’　They　fell　once　more　to　silence。　She　quieted　her　tone。　‘I　wish　that　it　were　not　true；　but　I　saw　them。　Men　of　many　lands　have　joined　with　them。　More　men　will　join　with　them　if　they　believe　they　can　be　part　of　the　victory；　part　of　the　new　law；　if　they　believe　they　can　be　in　on　the　plunder　and　awarded　positions　of　authority　and　power。
　
　‘The　city　of　Cellion　lies　hardly　more　than　a　hand　of　days　ahead。　The　Imperial　Order　will　have　their　surrender　and　allegiance；　or　their　death。
　
　‘Other　cities；　towns；　villages；　and　farms　will　suffer　these　men　if　they　are　not　stopped。　Eventually；　all　will　e　under　their　sword。　I　am　going　to　Aydindril　to　marshal　the　forces　of　the　Midlands　against　the　Imperial　Order；　but　that　will　take　time。　In　that　time；　their　numbers　will　swell　with　those　who　would　think　to　be　on　the　side　of　might。　Right　now；　there　is　no　one　able　to　stop　these　men　from　killing　everyone　in　their　path　who　resists　them。
　
　‘Except　you。’
　
　Kahlan　stiffened　her　back　as　she　let　what　she　had　said　sink　in；　and　in　preparation　for　what　she　was　going　to　tell　them　next。　She　let　the　silence　settle　once　more　over　the　valley。
　
　‘As　the　Mother　Confessor　of　the　Midlands；　and　absent　the　luxury　of　conferring　with　the　Central　Council；　I　have　had　to　do　that　which　no　Mother　Confessor　for　a　thousand　years　or　more　has　had　to　do。　On　my　authority；　alone；　I　have　mitted　the　Midland